Today as I ran my fingers through the keys, when I was struggling to gather the discordant notes to strike the right chord, when I had to brush up everything that used to be on my fingertips… tears welled up in my eyes. My chest felt heavy and yes I almost felt what it means to kill your soul.
There was a time when I imagined my future, where I could sense the power of creating music at my fingertips. Today it feels like I’ve even lost the ability to comprehend the intricacies.
I don’t know why am I rambling here…but as I lay my fingers on the keyboard that had been gathering dust for months now and found that my fingers wouldn’t dance like they used to before… I felt a certain part of my soul had died its silent death.
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May 12th, 2011 at 1:09 pm
Be a phoenix! Don’t let your music die.
May 27th, 2011 at 7:10 am
You can never forget fully what you learn. Start practicing again
Go Go Go!!!